Wind is blowin' 'round the cabin. I hate to hear that lonesome sound. I'm all alone and so downhearted. Since my true love she ain't around. . I hate to see that sun a sinkin'.
Another day, another dollar. That's what I'm working for today. Another day, another dollar. Sure can't buy my blues away. . I'm just trying to make a living.
(Michael Timmins). . The money would be pretty good. if a quart of milk were still a dollar. or even if a quart of milk were still a quart. And the hours, well, I don't mind.
I've got some birds outside. What sit on my window sill. Some birds won't you know. But some birds will. All my love is gone. . She was angry. He was free.